His and Hers

In your twenties, it's matching T-shirts on your honeymoon.....

In your thirties, it's matching towels for your master bathroom....

In your forties, it's matching digital cameras for your

silver anniversary trip....

In your fifties, however, it's....

His...

and Hers....

....HEATING PADS WHILE YOU WATCH WHEEL OF FORTUNE AND HGTV!

Tech Envy

Inspired by my daughter Rachel's recent blog entitled "Blog Envy", I thought I would write about a condition commonly shared by most of the people in my generation: tech envy. Yes, that's the dreaded condition where trying for 45 minutes to program the VCR leaves one dazed and babbling incoherently to one's self. When trying to answer my cell phone without experiencing PTCPD (Post Traumatic Cell Phone Disorder) summons every bit of will power. I tend to panic when my cell phone rings for fear that I will not be able to answer the call in time. The buttons on my cell phone are small and difficult to master quickly for me. Sometimes I spazz and miss a call because of the lack of response time and feel like the world is going to come to a screeching halt just because I missed The Important Call (even though I do realize that I can simply scroll down and highlight the number I just missed and call it back). And don't EVEN get me started about the computer....My daughters and son-in-laws (and probably grandchildren!) fly around the computer like a NASA-launched rocket while I still look for the part of the mouse required to get my screen to come back up....The list is endless. I will spare you the dreaded "Back in my day" rehash of three-channel, manually operated televisions and eight-tracks. I will just privately reflect in the glory of the mastery I had of these technologies (which, unfairly, didn't seem to boggle OUR parents) and hope that SOMEDAY, SOMEWHERE, I will be able to take steps closer to being "tech- savvy". That will probably happen the day my hair grows back and gas returns to a reasonable price....